The Next Few Hours Of The Day Of The Wedding
"Perfect!" Duncan cried, and whacked himself. Not hard, but just enough to get rid of some of his irritation.
"Bloody Perfect!" he cried again, and looked around.
"Control yourself, Duncan," Violet said calmly," We'll just wait for another car to come pass. How long can that be?"
"Probably all night," Duncan muttered and walked to sit by Violet.
"Don't be so pessimistic," she reassured," That's your problem."
"Okay, okay," Duncan whined," I'm just pissed off. To me, it looks like nothing is good in store for us."
Violet sighed.
"There you go again, whining about everything be unfair! How do you know that a car won't come past right this second?" she shouted.
"Because of improbability!" he cried.
"What does improbability have to do with your pessimistic attitude?" Violet cried.
Duncan sighed, and turned around.
"I don't have time for this!" he cried.
He began walking away, far down the road.
"Where are you going?" Violet cried to him.
"I'm walking away." Duncan put bluntly," And taking my "pessimistic attitude" with me!"
Violet ran up to him.
"Please don't," she cried," I'm sorry."
He sighed again.
"Fine," he said," But don't wind me up like that."
"I won't," Violet said and stroked his hair as if she were a mother and he were a small child," I promise." Duncan turned and hugged her, and they made their way back and began a long wait.
Meanwhile, the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Isadora screaming in pain, Klaus trying to do much more then the doctors would like him to do in his state.
Isadora was sat on a wheelchair, and they pushed her through the doors until they arrived at the appropriate ward.
She screamed.
Klaus was able to stand up, and it turned out that his condition wasn't too bad. He hobbled into to Isadora's ward, where she had given up screaming- for a short time anyway.
She mumbled in pain.
"Don't worry," Klaus said," Now let's change you into a hospital gown, and get you on a gurney.
The doctor nodded, and Klaus and Isadora went to go get her changed.
The doctor and nurse waited outside and it wasn't long until they heard screaming again.
Klaus rushed out.
"She collapsed!" he cried. The doctors rushed in, and picked her up, and helped her-now in a hospital gown-to a gurney.
"Perfect!" Duncan cried, and whacked himself. Not hard, but just enough to get rid of some of his irritation.
"Bloody Perfect!" he cried again, and looked around.
"Control yourself, Duncan," Violet said calmly," We'll just wait for another car to come pass. How long can that be?"
"Probably all night," Duncan muttered and walked to sit by Violet.
"Don't be so pessimistic," she reassured," That's your problem."
"Okay, okay," Duncan whined," I'm just pissed off. To me, it looks like nothing is good in store for us."
Violet sighed.
"There you go again, whining about everything be unfair! How do you know that a car won't come past right this second?" she shouted.
"Because of improbability!" he cried.
"What does improbability have to do with your pessimistic attitude?" Violet cried.
Duncan sighed, and turned around.
"I don't have time for this!" he cried.
He began walking away, far down the road.
"Where are you going?" Violet cried to him.
"I'm walking away." Duncan put bluntly," And taking my "pessimistic attitude" with me!"
Violet ran up to him.
"Please don't," she cried," I'm sorry."
He sighed again.
"Fine," he said," But don't wind me up like that."
"I won't," Violet said and stroked his hair as if she were a mother and he were a small child," I promise." Duncan turned and hugged her, and they made their way back and began a long wait.
Meanwhile, the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Isadora screaming in pain, Klaus trying to do much more then the doctors would like him to do in his state.
Isadora was sat on a wheelchair, and they pushed her through the doors until they arrived at the appropriate ward.
She screamed.
Klaus was able to stand up, and it turned out that his condition wasn't too bad. He hobbled into to Isadora's ward, where she had given up screaming- for a short time anyway.
She mumbled in pain.
"Don't worry," Klaus said," Now let's change you into a hospital gown, and get you on a gurney.
The doctor nodded, and Klaus and Isadora went to go get her changed.
The doctor and nurse waited outside and it wasn't long until they heard screaming again.
Klaus rushed out.
"She collapsed!" he cried. The doctors rushed in, and picked her up, and helped her-now in a hospital gown-to a gurney.
